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#18: Gotta Be You - One Direction

Ashton: "And girl what a mess I made upon your innocence, and no woman in the world deserves this. But here I am, asking you for one more chance"

It's been exactly two months, five days, seventeen hours, and forty-two minutes since that day I walked out of her life. But hey, who's counting? Oh, that's right. Me. Walking out of her life was the biggest mistake I've ever made in my entire life, and I'd do anything to get her back again. But she isn't that stupid to let someone like me back in her life, she's way too intelligent to come running back to the asshole who fucked her over. She'd never come back to me, but I've gotta try. Feelings like that don't just fade, they will linger until you completely forget about them. I called up the boys and asked for their help in my little plan to surprise her. I know I don't have the right to anymore, but I'm willing to do anything to get her back. I'm still in love with her, why did I just let her go like that? An hour later, the boys show up at her doorstep, and brought along their guitars. If there was one thing I had to do to get her back, it was to sing her a song. She always tells me how she loves it when I sing for her, so I'm gonna try to win her back with a song. "One, two, three," I nodded and Luke began strumming. Calum and Michael did too, after a few seconds and I looked up at her bedroom window. "Girl, I see it in your eyes, you're disappointed cause I'm the foolish one that you annointed with your heart, and I tore it apart," I noticed her curtain move and I knew she could hear me. She's listening, Ashton. She's listening. Tell her how you feel through the song. "And girl what a mess I made upon your innocence, and no woman in the world deserves this. But here I am, asking you for one more chance," She pushes the curtain and sticks her head out the window, and her eyes widened, probably from seeing me. She hasn't seen me since the breakup because I've been too busy trying to convince myself that what I did was okay. I walked away because I didn't want her to sacrifice to much for me. She's been doing everything to make sure I don't know that I know she cries herself to sleep every night because of all the hate she's been getting from some of the fans. I don't want her to suffer, that's why I chose to leave her. But I'm still in love with her. I want her back. Call it selfish, but if she'd still have me, I want to be with her again. She's my sunshine, she completes me, "Can we fall, one more time, stop the tape and rewind, oh," The lads started to harmonize behind me and she shot me a small smile, retreating from the window. I figured she would come downstairs to talk to me, and she did. "And if you walk away, I know I'll fade, cause there is nobody else, it's gotta be you," She walks up to me with a sad smile. "H-hi," she squeaks. The lads stopped playing as I took a step towards her and handed her the pink rose in my hand. "Wh-what's this for?" I began to kneel down in front of her, despite her protests. "Y/N, I'm so sorry about two months ago. I thought I was protecting you from the hurt because I know what the fans have been saying about you," her eyes flickered away from mine. "I'm sorry, I just didn't want to see you hurt." She glanced back at me, grimacing. "But now I realize that I'm no longer protecting you from the pain - I've become the cause of all this, and I'm so sorry I took so long to realize. I still love you, and if you still love me, can we, m-maybe-" "Shh," she says, grabbing your hand and pulling you up to stand. "I never stopped loving you, and of course, I want to get back together, Ashton." Her arms snaked around my waist and I breathed out a sigh of relief, kissing the top of her head. I'm so glad this all worked out - I don't know what I'd do without her. I'm so glad she's all mine again.

Michael: "Can we fall, one more time? Stop the tape and rewind, oh and if you walk away I know I'll fade. 'Cause there is nobody else, it's gotta be you, only you"

I've been staring at my phone for about twenty minutes. It's been two hours, why hasn't she called me back? I left her seven messages since this morning and she still hasn't called or texted me back. I ran my fingers through my hair in frustration, breathing out a sigh. Y/N and I have been fighting for the past few days, and there is almost never a time where we see each other and not fight. I know things have been getting pretty stressful around here, but she doesn't have to take it all out on me. I'm doing everything I can to keep this relationship intact, but she just loves fucking things up! But, even if she does, she's still human and makes mistakes. And I'm still in love with her, it couldn't be anyone but her. She was just perfect, and she was the only person who could make me feel this way. I can't just let her go like that, I'm fighting for her until the very end. I just can't lose her like that, I can't lose her without a fight. I jumped and hurriedly answered the phone when it rang, not bothering to check the caller ID. "Hello?" I almost yelled into the phone, and I hear a chuckle on the other line. "It's me," I sneered when I heard Calum's familiar voice on the other line. "What the fuck do you want?" I asked, scratching my head, because I thought this was gonna be Y/N. God, I'm pathetic. "She says she wants to see you, come by her house in ten minutes." That was all he said, before he hung up. I don't get it, if that's all she wanted to say, why didn't she say it to me instead? Why did Calum have to do it? I miss her, I miss her voice, I miss her laugh, I miss her smile, I miss her everything. I miss the way her dimple would pop out whenever she would smile. I miss that cute snort she gives whenever she laughs. I miss the way her bangs fall to her eyes. I miss her small hands holding mine whenever we cuddle. I miss everything about her. I got up and left for her house after a few minutes, and knocked on her door. She answered the door a few seconds later, and timidly let me in, making me sit on the couch in the living room. She sits down in front of me and she looks up at me from behind her long eyelashes. "Listen, I-I'm sorry about everything, I know I've been a shitty girlfriend these days. I'm apologizing for all that, Mikey," she says, touching my hand. "But I-I don't know if I can do this anymore, Michael." Those words made my whole whole come crumbling down, and it's like a punch in the gut. It hurt like hell, man, to hear her say that. "Wait, babe, y-you're not saying what I think you're saying, right?" She looks away from me, but I can still see the tears forming in her eyes. I punched the nearby wall so hard that but I didn't care - the pain doesn't compare to the one in my heart. "Why?" I asked, and she shook her head. "I'm not good enough for you, Mike. There's someone out there who loves you and wants to make you happy, and clearly, I'm not that person. I-" I shut her up by smashing my lips on hers, but she didn't kiss me back. I tried to deepen the kiss, but she still didn't move. I pulled away from her and the tears were like endless streams of sadness running down her cheek. I kissed her tears away, saying, "They can never make me happy, you're the only one who can do that to me. I don't care if I deserve someone better than you, I don't need anyone better than you. I love you, you're the most precious thing I've ever had, and I-" My voice started to crack as I swallowed the lump in my throat. She peers at me through her tear-filled eyes, "I don't know what to do if you walk away from me, Y/N. P-please don't walk away from me, I love you. It's only you, I'll never love anyone else," she kisses my forehead but shakes her head at me. "...but I don't love you anymore, Michael," And that's how she ripped out my heart and stabbed it with a knife. I stood up, saying, "N-no, please tell me that isn't true, Y/N. You're lying," the tears in my eyes finally appeared, streaming down my face endlessly as my throat started to dry up. "Please tell me you're lying," She shook her head and covered her face with her hands, sobbing, "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry Michael," I turned and opened their front door, stepping outside then slamming the door behind me. I sat down on her front porch and screamed at the top of my lungs, tugging hard at my hair. I don't know what I ever did to deserve this - I was the one who kept fighting for her, but she was the one who kept trying to walk away. But if that's what she really wants... Fine, I can't do anything about that. I'm so tired of fighting for someone who doesn't want to be fought for. I stood up, and started to walk away from her house. I give up. I'm done. I'm done with you, Y/F/N. I guess this is goodbye, I know it will be hard, but it will happen someday. Goodbye forever, Y/N.